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It is the true meaning of irony.
It is the opposite of itself,
It is beauty and yet can cause fear.
11 years 11 months ago
Why in the world do we fight
Does it make someone feel safe like they are carrying a safety light
11 years 11 months ago
Across the grove of sacred trees
Lay a grave named rest in peace.
It holds a body more grotesque than all
11 years 11 months ago
Across the grove of sacred trees
Lay a grave named rest in peace.
It holds a body more grotesque than all
11 years 11 months ago
I'm on a ship looking out to sea,
"Lonely girl" is what captain calls me.
Every day I sit and look on out,
11 years 11 months ago
I'm on a ship looking out to sea,
"Lonely girl" is what captain calls me.
Every day I sit and look on out,
11 years 11 months ago
I'm on a ship looking out to sea,
"Lonely girl" is what captain calls me.
Every day I sit and look on out,
11 years 11 months ago
Running through the woods, feeling the panic,
Dreading the moment when hanging is here.
11 years 11 months ago
How you love me, and call me beautiful.
You make me laugh and smile, I feel incredible.
11 years 11 months ago
How we fight over nothing at all,
but when we do I watch my world fall
Apart, breaking at its seams.
11 years 11 months ago